When Kyle and Jennifer first told me that they had decided on having their wedding in Las Vegas on April Fools Day, I almost didn’t believe them, especially when Jennifer pointed out that their initials spelled out “J/K.” But soon enough I found myself being high-fived by a delightful Delta pilot named Peewee as we prepared for take off. Our destination? Vegas, baby!
Every year on our anniversary Zach and I take a trip. We save the money that would have been spent on gifts and such through the year and splurge a little on a getaway. Living in Indianapolis, we try to stay within a five to eight hour drive or so and as a result Nashville has been our destination not once, not twice but three times! This past Memorial Day Weekend was our third trip, but this time was a little different.
As a little girl I remember walking through the dining room, always pausing to look at the old photos inside my mom’s china cabinet. The faces staring back at me were those of my grandparents – posing for their anniversary. My grandmother wore her favorite purple dress. My great grandparents were there too, their photo in black and white. My great grandmother, whose middle name is the same as my own, looked back at me with through eyes that even in black and white are clearly the same shade of brown as mine.
As the bouquet flew up and then back down towards the group of excited girls, I smiled as my shutter clicked. Emily’s sister, Rachael had caught the bouquet. The two sisters immediately hugged and laughed together. After all, tradition says that whomever catches the bouquet will be the next in line to marry. In this case, that tradition will live on.
But this wasn’t the first time I have met Heather. You see, awhile back I was out having dinner with my best friend and our husbands when I looked over and saw Derek. At that point I hadn’t seen him in years so I joyfully bounded over to say hello to my longtime friend. Derek introduced me to Heather and we talked for a few minutes. What I didn’t know
Some days are just made for photo sessions. Last Sunday I spent the last two hours before sunset exploring the grounds around Minnetrista and a nearby soccer field with Jessica and her mama, Phyllis. Jessica is a rockstar of a goalie for her school’s soccer team, so it was only natural that she show off some of her skills.